Monday, August 29, 2011

Soul Food #104

In The Morning Light~Things are soft and special..

Different from any other time of day~

The golds are starting to glow..
"The foliage has been losing its freshness through the month of August, and here and there a yellow leaf
shows itself like the first gray hair amidst the locks of a beauty who has seen one season too many."- Oliver Wendell Holmes

Lovely photos, Monique. Our summer started very late but it looks like autumn will arrive on schedule. It will soon be time to rake leaves and get flower pots ready for cold weather. Fall is my favorite time of year.

Hi Judy..that's our borrowed landscape birdhouse..it's the golf course's.. in the grassy wildflower patch..I am not sure which type of birds they house as we have feeders and houses here..Our birds are mostly finches.. we have blue jays..cardinals.. a gorgeous orange bird.. sparrows.. CROWS..ugh..but mostly darling little gold finches.

I love fall too..just wish as I said it lasted 2 months longer:)

Fall is glorious and was my mother's favorite season..the artist in her I am certain.We have had a dry dry summer and Irene's quenched the fading garden's thirst..Very tired gardens here also..This is when I look around and see everything that needs chopping down soon:( I grow the gardens all yr..yes..to cut them all back..A cycle...Lots of branches here and there..system restore is done..and power is back on:)I love power.

You are right...the golds are starting their glow and your photos captured it perfectly. Our leaves are just starting to change at the edges of the trees. Before long, curls of smoke will be coming from the chimney and we will be raking those beautiful gold and red leaves.

Aside from the bounty of the garden... I always feel that way about the last of August. Things begin looking frowsy and sad.before they all get turned under and the leaves do one final show of color. Lovely quote.

Very, very dry here also. I've decided it's too late in the season to try to lug hoses around. I'll just keep my containers watered. It is such a bittersweet time of year. I look forward to the colors and cooler temps, but then...! It's a good thing nature doesn't know Lady Clairol :)

I'm sure my heart will ache when Mack gets on the school bus for the first time.